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Alice Walker, The Color Purple, 1982
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?
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Author Unknown
We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved.
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Ben Jonson
It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it falls and die that night-- It was the plant and flower of Light.
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Ben Jonson
I think that I shall never see A poem as lovely as a tree. . . . . Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.
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Bible
If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.
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Bible
Either make the tree food, and his fruit good; or else make the tree corrupt, and his fruit corrupt: for the tree is known by his fruit.
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Bible
I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.
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Bill Vaughn
Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, then names the streets after them.
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Candy Polgar
Alone with myselfThe trees bend to caress meThe shade hugs my heart.
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Charles Godfrey Leland
It was the noise Of ancient trees falling while all was still Before the storm, in the long interval Between the gathering clouds and that light breeze Which Germans call the Wind's bride.
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Cree Indian Proverb
Only when the last tree has died and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will we realise we cannot eat money.
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David Everett
You'd scarce expect one of my age To speak in public on the stage; And if I chance to fall below Demosthenes or Cicero, Don't view me with a critic's eye, But pass my imperfections by. Large streams from little fountains flow, Tall oaks from little acorns grow.
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Denise Levertov
You can live for years next door to a big pine tree, honored to have so venerable a neighbor, even when it sheds needles all over your flowers or wakes you, dropping big cones onto your deck at still of night.
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